TheWeston​Tweed Wrap

11-19-18

the weston tweed wrap

November 19th. Today's the day! Finally I can release The Weston Tweed Wrap into the world! (Psst...it's live on Ravlery now).

The second of two designs created in collaboration with The Fibre Co.,The Weston Tweed Wrap is an epic, oversized, giant-bear-hug of a wrap, just waiting to be knit for you or someone you hold dear.

Once again, I drew on my on my British heritage for the inspiration for this design, along with my deep, deep love for all things wooly. But, while my first pattern, Celtic Charmers, was designed to pay tribute to my grandfather, The Weston Tweed Wrap was designed to honour my beloved Granny, Doris Weston.

Born in Basingstoke in 1923, and witness to WWII, she would go on to marry a soldier—my grandfather. When the war ended, he came back to Canada with his regiment. Granny? She boarded the Queen Mary with all the other war brides. Oh, how I wish I could have given her this wooly wrap back then!

Funny thing about this design? It looks like a hand-knit wrap but, really, it's a hug.

It’s a hug for a brave young woman facing adversity and loss. It’s a warm embrace when she’s cold and scared. It’s a touchstone when she’s homesick and alone. It’s a reminder that she’s important and loved, no matter her station. It’s The Weston Tweed Wrap, and it was knit with pure Romney wool from The Fibre Co., and pure love from me.

What does it require? Patience. Stamina. And, of course, love. Okay, I've convinced you, right? Suddenly you totally want to knit this HUG for yourself, or someone you love. ​Well, great news my knitty friends.

Save 25% on the pattern from Nov. 19 to Nov. 21st, 2018. Hooray for cozy!

celtic charmers

“We are looking for designers who feel a connection to the British Isles and wish to share their stories through their making.”That was the call from The Fibre Co. that led to this rustic pair of fingerless mittens.

Inspired by my own British heritage, and my deep love for all things wooly, these mitts pay homage to my beloved grandfather. A Canadian soldier in WWII, he “charmed” my Basingstoke-born grandmother—all the way back to frigid Manitoba!

​That first winter, I like to imagine he’d have given her a pair of mitts just like these. After all, no matter the generation, there’s just no denying the special kind of warmth found in a pair of hand-knit woollen mittens!